She was preparing for his arrival. Her white cotton T-shirt fastened on her breasts as she leaned toward the mirror. It was one of the comfortable pieces, even a little bit tight. She was preparing a solid makeup. They would not going out, just stay at home. Some eye-shadow, some color on cheek...
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